MasukThis wasn’t like that. I put my hand in Matthias and he spin me around. I spilled my wine as he did so, and he laughed and shrugged, then spun me again.This time, he tugged me into him and his arm wrapped around my waist for only a moment before he spun me back out.I caught his eye in that brief s
I ran to the door and opened it. Matthias stood there with a friendly smile I’ve come to know as his resting face.I painted a smile on too, hoping he didn’t sense my nervous energy.“Ready to go…?” He asked as he looked me over. I realized I was still a sweaty mess from earlier.“Oh uh just a sec.
Matthias in particular didn’t appear hateful or judgmental of others.I scanned the map for a while. Memorizing as much a I could of the landscape. My eyes felt heavy. I decided to take a break. I stood up and shook out my arms.I hadn’t really taken the time to look around in detail. My eyes took a
As we made our way back, it must have been lunch time. Children were running around playing. I saw some women laughing, trying to corral them.Some were sitting down eating. I wonder if this was something we got wrong as werewolves. We had always been under the impression it was difficult for Lycan’
“Okay now when I come at you, do what I showed you.” He instructed. I nodded and braced myself.He came at me at half speed, swinging his arm. I easily ducked and blocked his move.He talked me through how to improve my form. I felt my ego start to rise. I knew my form was good, I just had to make h
I munched on my apple as we walked through some of the village. Seeing it in the daylight was helpful. Much less suspicious than sneaking around in the middle of the night.We walked by the schoolhouse and stopped. We could the chatter of children.Matthias and I watched through the open door. Kids
I'd seen outfits like this in our pack history books. This was traditional slave attire for women. Nothing about these garments seemed old though. They must have made this just for me.The servants then pulled me from the room and out of the house. This time, I was led back to the community center,
Isla's POVWhen I woke up again, I was in the storage room again, but this time some of the boxes had been pushed aside to make room for a cot and a small chest of drawers.Every single one of my muscles ached, but I still forced myself upright, worried now about my phone.Thankfully, the boxes that
Isla's POVI tensed. Grabbing onto the wrist of his exploring hand, I tried to push him away. At least, that was what I thought I was doing."What's the matter, slave?" he asked me, his voice dropping low and dangerous. It simultaneously filled me with fear and with longing. "You played the role of
Isla's POVDefending...me?Why would he?All eyes in the room turned to Adrian, who calmly lowered his foot back to the ground. His face was entirely expressionless, his eyes frozen over.Adrian replied coldly, "I am Alpha. No one disobeys my direct orders.""He followed orders," Gideon said. "You w







